Monday, February 16, 2004

228 ABK--Anybody but Kerry?

“There are, clear across the country, people who sincerely cannot stand the policies or the personality of the president. When they say "ABB" (Anybody but Bush) they say it as if they really mean it. But there are limits, and Mr. Dean managed to find them in only a few weeks of cocky, half-baked and spendthrift posturing. This is not a time when the United States can afford even to flirt with the idea of an insecure narcissist and vain windbag as president. It's good to know that many liberals and leftists recognize that fact and act upon it, even when it costs them something.” Christopher Hitchens, Feb. 11, 2004.

I think it a bit early to say Dean is down and out, or that Edwards is done, however, it’s not too early to raise serious concerns about John Kerry. He flip flops his way through Senate votes and now there is another intern story. This man let down his fellow soldiers ala Jane Fonda, and there are still veterans groups who haven’t forgiven her. According to VietNam Veterans Against John Kerry:

“Soon after Kerry, as a Navy Lieutenant (junior grade) commanding a Swift boat in Vietnam, was awarded the Silver Star, he used an obscure Navy regulation to leave Vietnam and his crew before completing his tour of duty. After returning home, he quit the Navy early and changed the color of his politics to become a leader of VietNam Veterans Against the War. Kerry wasted no time organizing opposition in the United States against the efforts of his former buddies still ducking communist bullets back in Vietnam.”

In their ABB attitude, Democrats are doing all they can to denigrate Bush’s war time service even though in 1992 they (including Kerry) said all that should be behind us (because of Clinton’s exemption and leaving the country). The media bought into the story and repeated it, but now the detractors have been completely discredited including the retired general who is apparently in the early stages of Alzheimer's and isn't remembering much of anything correctly. The other is a left wing wacko who has been writing anti-Bush stories long before he came up with this one.

Bush has co-opted so many of the favorite domestic issues that Democrats usually count on like education, immigration and environment, which leaves only the war--and that is winding down with the possibility of a representative government in Iraq.

Ralph Nadar gave the 2000 election to Bush, and Ross Perot gave the 1992 election to Clinton. Will disaffected Republicans who dislike Bush’s wild spending on bigger and more intrusive government sit this one out, thus handing it to the Democrats?

227 You might be addicted to genealogy if. . .

I saw the following on RootsWeb Review and got a chuckle. Actually, I am related to Blythe Danner, who is a descendant of my Danner ancestors. I’m not sure I have MORE photos of dead relatives than living ones, but I have a lot--and a lot of people I can’t positively identify. Keeping track of the Wengers is a huge problem, but fortunately someone else is doing that, has it on the web and also sells it on a CD and book.
You might be addicted to genealogy if:

--You can't drive past a graveyard without wondering if you have any ancestors buried there.

--You introduce your granddaughter as your descendant.

--You can recite your lineage back 10 generations, but can't remember your nephew's name.

--You have more photographs of dead people than living ones.

--You watch the movie/TV credits roll by to see if any of the surnames are ones you are researching.
[Permission to reprint articles from RootsWeb Review is granted unless specifically stated otherwise, provided: (1) the reprint is used for non-commercial, educational purposes; and (2) the following notice appears at the end of the article: Previously published in RootsWeb Review: Vol. 7, No. 6, 11 February 2004.]




Sunday, February 15, 2004

226 Let's play hide the reference

The NY Times is reporting that "Texas, generally considered the leading death penalty state, actually sentences a smaller percentage of people convicted of murder to death than the national average, according to a new study. It found that the conventional view failed to take into account the large number of murders in Texas."

Librarians who want to send patrons to "the study" will need to find Journal of Empirical Legal Studies, vol.1,no.1, and the authors are Theodore Eisenberg, John Blume and Martin Wells. Still, it would be nice if newspaper articles made citations easier to find, rather than parsing them out into different paragraphs. I can dream, can't I?

Saturday, February 14, 2004

225 Same sex households

According to the census 2000, 1.6% of all households are same sex couples, 4.5% are unmarried opposite sex couple households, 25.8% of households are one-person, and 52.8% of households are married couples. There's a smattering of households of blood relatives, not married, and a few "other." I'm a little puzzled that there is such a noisy clamor for gays to marry, if they apparently aren't even living together now supporting each other with joint bank accounts, joint mortgages and wills designating each other beneficiaries, unless there just aren't very many gay and lesbian couples. And how many of those 1.6% even want to marry? Has anyone polled the group to see who is fine with the status quo? Has there been a count of those who enjoy the lack of ties and responsibilities, who don't want to share their wealth, who want to move on when life gets dull?

Friday, February 13, 2004

224 Fire Destroys School in my Home Town

"A fire that gutted David L. Rahn Elementary School has left staff and students without a building but with intentions to resume classes next week.

Clouds of brown and black smoke billowed from the school for most of Thursday, engulfing the town of about 3,000 people. More than a dozen fire departments, some from as far away as Rockton, Lena and Dixon, worked in freezing conditions to battle the blaze, which was still burning 12 hours after the first alarm.
" Story in Rockford Starand Photos and story WTVO

E-mail flew around the country as alumni heard almost as soon as town residents what happened. One wrote: "The call went out to almost 50 communities for help, and they showed up. Tanker after tanker bringing in water. If you can believe this, there is hardly any water at that end of town. A huge school and church at that end and no water. They were filling up at Kable Printing and then bringing the water to the school where it was dumped into a swimming pool-like container. The smoke and flames were unbelievable. They just did a million plus renovation and up to code repairs last year. All 300 kids got out, no coats, book bags, some lost shoes in the snow. The Red Cross and Salvation Army are at the church and donations are being accepted. One family had six children in the school, and they lost everything."

Another said: "So thankful no lives were lost. But simply can not imagine how no one smelled smoke or was alerted that something was terribly wrong. I am so sad for so many people but have my own fond memories of teaching at that beautiful school. It still seems like a dream and hard to believe.

I didn't attend school in this facility built in the late 1960s, in fact, I'd never been inside. The teacher/principal for whom it was named was one of my 7th-8th grade teachers.

The building I attended as a freshman in high school burned in 1992 and was destroyed, although it wasn't being used then as a school. On Easter Sunday 1931, the town college had a disastrous fire when my parents were freshmen, and it closed in 1932. In 1912, the college had experienced another terrible fire in "Old Sandstone," but that time had rebuilt.

Since the 1960s, many children have passed through that school, so perhaps O.D. Buck who wrote a poem in 1912 [Memories of Old Sandstone, 1912] about that fire won't mind if I mention a verse or two:
Old home of scores of sturdy sons,
Farewell, thy work is o'er.
We who have dwelt within thy walls,
Thy parting do deplore,

Thy mission thou hast nobly filled,
Thy influence--who can tell?
Oh, that thou of us could say,
"My children have done well."

223 Man sentenced for killing a fetus

Today’s Columbus Dispatch reported “[a Columbus man] was sentenced to 12 years in prison for his part in the premature birth and subsequent death of a girl.” Aggravated murder charges were reduced to felonious assault and involuntary manslaughter according to the report. He struck a seven months pregnant woman with a pipe when she intervened to stop a fight between him and her husband.

It still seems odd--no bizarre--that in a clinic with a licensed doctor causing the interruption of the child’s life support system in the mother, the little girl’s death would have been legal and no one would have been charged anything, except for an invoice for services.

The couple’s first child, a son, had died of SIDS the year before.

Thursday, February 12, 2004

222 Clues on when children can enjoy theater

I saw an article about this topic in the paper about a week ago. It put me to thinking--is it really so hard to prepare children to enjoy theater? I’ve never been a huge fan of live theater, but only because of 1) the price, and 2) I fall asleep soon after the lights are dimmed. But I was exposed to "live theater" as a child, and have many happy memories of it.

When I was in elementary school, grades 1-12 were in one building. We little ones watched as the upper classmen from the high school roamed the halls to pass classes. We would be literally awe struck. They looked so fashionable, busy and important. So you can imagine our excitement when it was time for the junior or senior play and the entire school went to the auditorium for “previews.” We would whisper the names of the lofty seniors we could recognize in their stage make-up and costuming. They were like movie stars to us and we were their giggling fan club. Even in the previews, I became completely caught up in the story.

We were also encouraged to be performers. There was a musical put on, in the Spring I think, which included all the schools that our roving band director taught in. I can still remember bits and snatches of amazing (in my mind) performances as I sat in the audience--too young to be included (I think 4th grade and up were in these productions). But one year I was a Dutch girl dancer and my partner was a boy in 7th or 8th grade. My mother made the costume including cardboard “wooden shoes.”

After I changed schools, one of my classmates in 7th grade wrote plays, and our teacher was benign enough to allow the class to perform them. I recall that attending the class plays in high school was an important community event. I was in the junior class play, “Time out for Ginger,” and played the sensible mother with gray hair.

Churches also had children’s plays, something I’ve missed at our current church which has wonderful productions FOR children, but the children are the audience. We had wonderful little plays with lines to recite and usually the pastor’s wife was the director and producer, and maybe she wrote them too.

At home to amuse ourselves, we’d get out the Bible drama books from my mother’s childhood and try to put on plays on rainy days. These were never very successful, but they did fill the time by dragging out sheets for costumes and blankets to create a stage. My friends and I would also create potato puppets and costumes and make up stories for them to perform--although I’m not sure who the audience would have been--perhaps Mother, or my younger brother.

This week our local high school is performing “Annie Get your Gun.” For the parents and little children in the audience, I know it will be great fun. And especially if they know or recognize someone in the cast.


Wednesday, February 11, 2004

221 New poem

Today is writing class and I haven't done the assignment, although I blogged about it two weeks ago. The teacher is very sweet and non-directive, but I don't think it is what she had in mind. However, I did write two poems this week, and I haven't done any poetry for some time. This one is based on a mistake. I collect premier issues of magazines and bought three on January 8, but forgot to look at them. While cleaning my office, I found the sack, and since I'd rather read than clean, I started to look at them. The sales slip floated to the floor and the verso from a distance looked like a poem. I then not only stopped cleaning, but I stopped reading, and sat down and wrote the following poem.
New and unread books and unopened music--a poem
by Norma J. Bruce
Feb. 8, 2004

A slip of white paper
floated from the sack
as I was cleaning my office.
With my no-line trifocals
it seemed a poem at my feet
so I lifted it to my eyes.

Full refund issued
for
new and unread
books and unopened music

within 30 days
with a receipt from
any Barnes & Noble store.

Store credit issued
for
new and unread
books and unopened music

after 30 days
or without a sales receipt.
Credit issued at lowest sale price.

We gladly accept returns
of
new and unread
books and unopened music

from bn.com with a bn.com receipt
for store credit
at the bn.com price.

Why am I cleaning
when
new and unread
books and unopened music

are sitting for 30 days
and have no sales receipt.
I must go read!

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

220 The value of a college education--in dollars

What is a college education (BA or BS) really worth in dollars? This site says the average college graduate will earn about $600,000 over and above what the average high school graduate will earn.

I thought I would die of a broken heart when BOTH my children decided not to go to college--actually, refused is a better word. I was the third generation in my family to go to college--and I was on the faculty at a fine university. OK, I thought. A few years in the market place and they'll come around. Didn't happen. So we spent the college money on a summer cottage--no kidding--and eventually they'll reap the benefits of that since it has appreciated from $53,000 in 1988 to about $200,000 according to our latest tax assessment.

But here's the what if. . . Say we had invested $20,000 (the cost in the mid-80s of a state university education) in the stock market for 45 years, until their retirement age. Would they have that $600,000 to cushion their golden years? No, they'd have $1,604,000 using the conservative figure that over time, stock investments level out at about 10% a year, even factoring in the wild ride of the 90s.

Both of our adult children earn an income of the average college graduate or slightly more. They love their jobs and feel fulfilled and satisfied. The one who liked school the least and did the poorest, has actually completed two college level courses and done extremely well--but that accomplishment didn't inspire further interest in education. The other assists with continuing education in teaching people with 10-12 years more formal education and 6 figure incomes and will be off to San Antonio today for such a workshop.

Go figure. A mother who was wrong and admits it!

Monday, February 09, 2004

219 Hanson on WMD

In Victor Davis Hanson’s Feb. 6 article he notes,
“Whether we like it or not, the precedent that the United Sates might act decisively against regimes that were both suspected of pursuing WMD acquisition and doing nothing to allay those fears, has had a powerful prophylactic effect in the neighborhood. Only in this Orwellian election year, would candidates for the presidency decry that the war had nothing to do with the dilemma of WMDs — even as Libya, Iran, and Pakistan by their very actions apparently disagreed.”
And if you don’t agree with him on that one, you’ll probably not quibble too much with his final paragraph about where the news coverage emphasis is,
“The real outrage is instead that at a time of one of most important developments of the last half-century, when this country is waging a war to the death against radical Islamic fascism and attempting to bring democracy to an autocratic wasteland, we hear instead daily about some mythical rogue CIA agent who supposedly faked evidence, Martha Stewart's courtroom shoes, Michael Jackson's purported perversion, and Scott Peterson's most recent alibi. Amazing.”
I don’t know why he left out Janet Jackson--balance, maybe.

Sunday, February 08, 2004

218 Unemployment

In January 1995 the unemployment rate was 5.7. In January 2004 the unemployment rate is 5.6. How does “jobs” become the big issue of the election unless someone lies? The Bush Hating websites are typing themselves in fiscal knots to leave the good news to the very last paragraph.

Bureau of Labor Statistics Check out the current and historical statistics yourself.

If you hate Bush, you’ll find nothing good here--you’ll point out the people who have stopped looking or the lack of “new” jobs. People have always dropped out of the job search, that’s not new. And if you are out of work, unemployment is 100%, not 5.6 or down from December.

Saturday, February 07, 2004

217 Maurice Clarett has taken over our news

Columbus, Ohio is a football crazy town--or rather Buckeye crazy. So the Maurice Clarett story has even pushed Janet Jackson's breast off the local news radar. I have no opinions one way or the other since I don't follow sports, but Easterblogg for Feb. 6 has some good things to say:
Judges don't order airlines to allow 19-year-olds at the controls, even though age and experience rules clearly place restraints on the bargaining power of 19-year-old aspiring pilots. But then--judges fly on planes, so they don't want them to crash. Federal judge Shira Scheindlin, who yesterday ordered the NFL draft open to anyone regardless of age, knows that if the NFL crashes that won't affect her.
He continues with an explanation of how the quality of play in the NBA has fallen since it began admitting teen-agers, kids who won't listen to coaches and don't know the fundamentals. NFL will appeal, of course. Greg goes on to describe the Maurice we've all come to know here in Columbus.
As for Maurice Clarett himself--if you were an NFL coach, would you draft this jerk? He hasn't played in more than a year. He's a me-first head-case who spends all his time demanding special privileges; now he's surrounded by a retinue of assorted hucksters demanding that they be paid off; at Ohio State they wanted him to leave because Clarett's selfishness had such a corrosive effect on team chemistry. Now, lots of kids fresh from high school are me-first and immature, and gradually grow out of it.
Sure, Greg, but usually Mama can keep them in line. Poor Maurice seems to have a mom who is part of the problem.


216 Girl with the Pearl Earring

I've been keeping a list of movies in my notebook that look worth seeing--when they come to the $1.00 theater ($.50 on Thursday, I think). However, the list is getting so long I realized I would miss some of them because quality doesn't always get to the second run theaters.

My list and rating number (out of 4) by the Columbus Dispatch includes: Calendar girls (3), Mona Lisa Smile (3), Cold Mountain (3.5), Something's Gotta Give (3), Lord of the Rings:final (4); Master and Commander (3.5), Big Fish (3); Win a date with Tad Hamilton (3), and Girl with the Pearl Earring (4).

After painting workshop yesterday, Elaine and I decided to do lunch and shell out $6, the outrageous matinee ticket price, to see "Girl with the Pearl Earring." It truly is a lovely movie, and quite appropriate as a follow-up to art class (sometimes we go to a local art show).

The movie is based on the book by Tracy Chevalier and the first chapter is at her website. I'm glad I looked at it because it fills in a few details I missed in the film--such as the servant girl Griete's artistic talent from the first minutes (or pages) of the story. It seems now I'll have to read the book to see what else was missed.

215 Out talked O'Reilly

Thursday evening I briefly caught the Kurt Russell/Bill O'Reilly interview on The Factor on Fox. Russell is a Libertarian. His resemblance in facial features and mannerisms to O'Reilly is uncanny. Put Russell's hair on O'Reilly and you'll see what I mean. This interview does not appear on the web site, so there is no link to show you. Russell is doing interviews to talk up his new movie about the 1980 U.S. hockey win at the Olympics.

Also, phrase for phrase, Russell talked O'Reilly into a corner, and you don't often see that. For some reason, when he would say, "Bill, you're wrong," O'Reilly seemed to back down--maybe it was the mirror factor instead of the fear factor.

Friday, February 06, 2004

214 Ask a Librarian

Maybe all the other librarians in the world knew about this song, but I just discovered it: You can ask a librarian and you can listen to it and download.

Thursday, February 05, 2004

213 Can government help marriage?

There are three things that women can do to virtually wipe out future poverty in this country according to a member of the Clinton administration. William Galston put the matter simply in an article last January in the Wall Street Journal. To avoid poverty, do three things: finish high school, marry before having a child, and produce the child after you are 20 years old. Only 8% of people who do all three will be poor; of those who fail to do them, 79% will be poor.

Eliminating the marriage tax penalty sent the right message, but I’m not confident that the Federal government needs to be spending money to promote marriage, even though we know the simple fact of married parents promotes the health, welfare and education of children. It’s just that there is no proof that people aren’t getting married because of poor interpersonal skills, nor that $1.5 billion can undo the mess of the last 35 years. I'm envisioning our city's life long learning program requesting dollars from the government for gourmet classes and nature walks--all in the name of promoting healthy, stable marriages.

A brief prepared on the topic in support of the administration in 2002 cited current research that children need to live with their biological parents in low-conflict marriages, but concluded there was no proven approach for building strong marriages.

Robert Reich sounds a bit deluded when he says it’s being poor that’s keeping women from getting married (although not keeping them from having babies). Poor people got married and usually stayed married for all of our history as a country--and they do so in many other countries. Is it only in America that a poor woman thinks she’ll be less poor if she raises two or three children by herself? Besides, movie stars, athletes and other entertainers promote a no-marriage lifestyle, and they certainly aren’t poor.

Even so, some (whose jobs depend on continuously funneling money into social problems) are complaining President Bush’s marriage initiative money should be going to single parents. Others are saying, what about those married people who don’t want anymore children, when are you going to help them? I say if Uncle Sam didn’t have to be a step-father (welfare, food stamps, public housing, and Medicaid make him a better and more reliable provider than many men), the government would save billions and children would be better off.

Recent history points to the 1970s as aggravating the problem--around the time of the growth of the current women’s movement, but no one points fingers (except me). The rate of white women having children out of wedlock is now equal to that of black women in the 1960s when sociologists were blaming a tradition of weak black families on slavery.

It seems God had a plan for marriage, one man and one woman and one marriage, and all our tweaking and fiddling with it whether by feminists, social workers, scholars or the Federal government has not improved on it.

Update from Mitt Romney's article

In the February 5, 2003 Wall Street Journal, Mitt Romney, Governor of Massachusetts has an editorial "Citizen's Guide to Protecting Marriage." Prefacing his list, which includes a warning not to let activist judges make laws, is this paragraph:
Marriage is a fundamental and universal social institution. It encompasses many obligations and benefits affecting husband and wife, father and mother, son and daughter. It is the foundation of harmonious family life. It is the basic building block of society: The development, productivity and happiness of new generations and bound inextricably to the family unit. As a result, marriage bears a real relation to the well-being, health and enduring strength of society."

Wednesday, February 04, 2004

212 Speaking of Microsoft

Have you seen that full page newspaper ad from Microsoft? "Great Moments at Work." There are people on the main floor running, shouting, full of joy and celebration. People in the balcony are throwing paper and cheering.

Take a closer look. On the main floor, I assume, are the movers and shakers and decision makers. Eight women and twelve men. Two Asians, one Hispanic, and one black. No one is bald, no one is old. Standing behind them on the balcony are the support staff, the gofers, the clerical workers.

Now look at the clothing. Notice how well dressed the women are. They are. . .well, professionally, sensibly but attractively dressed. Only one of the eight women on the main floor is in pants--and it's a lovely suit. High heels, subtle, tasteful jewelry. Modest skirt length, even dresses, and good hair cuts.

Where do you find women dressed like this in the business world? At the model agency, that's where.

Since the start of the latest feminist movement around 1970, it has baffled me that women go to work dressed for sports or the bar date after work, and then wonder why they aren't taken seriously. I noticed it about 20 years ago when I went to a very large insurance agency that was an architectural client of my husband; I noticed it when I worked at the Ohio Department of Aging in the 1980s; I noticed it at Ohio State University at public meetings with Trustees and Faculty; I notice it in the newspapers when photos are published of the workplace.

It's still the case that a man wearing khaki slacks and a sport coat with an open collar shirt looks like he's more serious about business than a woman in expensive wool slacks and a silk blouse.

Tuesday, February 03, 2004

211 Computer Administrator--that's me again

Microsoft Windows recognizes that each computer has an administrator, and that person can update and fiddle with things. Well, for a long time, two plus years, that was me. But in January, Microsoft stopped recognizing me, and when I'd try to update our machine I was told I wasn't the Administrator.

Some guys from Chem Abstracts have helped me out. They were really baffled. Tried a lot of things. Last night one of them thought to Google "administrators only" "Windows XP Home" and up popped some directions (when flipping to Groups) on how to fix this. Apparently, I wasn't the only administrator who got pushed out the door.

The solution was at the Usenet group, Microsoft.public.windowsupdate and the topic was "XP Home Administrator Only Error - Updates," offered by C. Brandon Chapman. Everything is working again, thanks to Mr. Chapman and to John who worked his magic with that advice.

Monday, February 02, 2004

210 Slow news day

Saturday is sometimes a slow news day. A good time to look through the Personals and see what people are looking for in the way of love and companionship.

“Single black Christian female, 47, employed, is seeking a single white Christian male with his own teeth and hair, between 30-45 employed, who likes country and western music.”

“A full figured 57 year old woman who likes garage sales and flea markets seeks a financially secure man who likes to cook.”

I don’t know about you, but these two ads gave me quite a chuckle--a middle aged black woman listening to C & W with her sweety, a young white dude who has his own teeth, and a heavy woman who has a rich guy at home cooking while she cruises the flea markets.

Also, women are getting smarter about writing these ads. Instead of mentioning walks in the park and romantic dinners, they now say they like NASCAR.

Sunday, February 01, 2004

209 Seeking the lost, frayed and misplaced

January was a good month for finding lost ancestors. About a week ago, cousin Norma from Florida send a mailing tube which contained my husband’s grandparents’ very fragile wedding certificate, a 1935 certificate in teacher instruction from the Presbyterian Church for his grandmother Irma, and a huge formal photo of my husband’s great grandfather, George Brinton Byrum, on something that looks like the coated fabric of a window shade. We only recently learned his name, now I’m wondering about that format. A poster? Did he run for office in an organization, a town?

Earlier in the month I received an e-mail from the Shroads/Shrodes Family website--someone had answered my inquiry about Phoebe Shrodes, my father-in-law’s grandmother. The woman responding was Phoebe’s descendant and we’re trying to sort that out by e-mail.

Yesterday, cousin Jim in Alabama sent a large packet of information. He does genealogy the “right” way. About 25 years ago he interviewed the oldest member of his father’s family. He sent along a transcript of the tape, photocopies of the family Bible, a copy of a letter written in 1968 by a niece of his grandfather, and copies of some pages at the LDS online FamilySearch.

Armed with the information that my husband’s great-grandfather grew up in Beaver County, PA, I went on-line to the Family Forum, and found an entry for that family at Beaver Co, PA. Although the accuracy of the information needs to be checked, someone had posted the family four generations back from my husband’s great grandfather, to Charles, who was born in Scotland but was paying taxes in Beaver County in 1795.

Working through other family names that Jim sent, I learned many of my husband’s ancestors were German Lutheran. One recollection of the aunt recorded on the tape is of visiting family in Pennsylvania who spoke “Dutch,” the Americanized word for Deutsch, or German. Many of my Pennsylvania ancestors were also German Lutherans, so we’ll keep digging to see if we have any distant cousins in common.

I know from discussions in my writing class that genealogy can become a full time occupation, even an obsession. Class members who used to do crafts, volunteer work, or were employed, now devote all discretionary time to their ancestors and tracking down threads and snippets of family history.

Not all people get the bug to look into their roots. When I found the huge cache of information at the Beaver County, PA site, I yelled to my husband in the next room, “Hey Hon, I’ve hit the mother lode. Come here quick.” “The cat is on my lap,” he responded.